I'm gonna be what you want me to be
I'm gonna be what you want me to be
I need a taste to be convinced
No fear of the monster
You came in red, you'll leave all red
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Claim your big prize
Have you met perfection?
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
Don't you just love mornings?
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Soft all over
I have my methods, daddy
Look at that, how nice it slides